| Bright Yellow Tree |
| The bright yellow tree Never fails to see All the faces to come, All the people to be. All the teens here seem so lost, They give up their freedom, not knowing the cost. Watching them live, myself alone I will help as I can, till the last die is tossed. I'm still a teen and just getting a taste of life I have not yet seen my share of the strife, Life is hard I have to agree, But I will not cut the thread with the knife. The bright yellow tree Never fails to see All the faces to come, All the people to be. |